Before I laid it out, I checked to see if I could cut and pin it. At first, I couldn't get the pins or the scissors to work. Then I tried working the ...ins very slowly and to my surprise, they went in. the scissors would not cut so I tried the wool shears and they worked as long as I weakened the material first by pushing the pins though the material along the chalk line.It was just past mid afternoon when I finished the vest and tried it on. The vest didn't go with what I had on but it fit well. Click clack. Click clack – as she sauntered back towards the bed and began to snip away at the beautiful clothing that Miss Mintz had labored over just hours before. She thought it a shame that no one but her seemed to appreciate all the work that had gone into making such beautiful clothes, and let out an imperceptible sigh as the expensive material was simply cut and cast aside until she was, once again, naked, a state that felt more and more natural each and every time.‘Perhaps it will soon. His manners yes, but something else, something indefinable, a sensitivity she had, until that time, seen only in other women. She smiled as she remembered her wicked thoughts that night as she lay in bed next to her sister; how her hand had found first her breasts and then her nest and how her fingers danced over the mound which gave her such excitement that the combination of her wicked imagination and masturbation brought her to her first orgasm; how she gasped aloud as the ocean of pleasure. She was such a cry baby as I continued to use the blue chalk for the pool cue upon her clit before removing it slowly, and to much my amusement I saw her flesh, the lively pink flesh of her pussy lips and her clit, sticking straight outward, so engorged and swollen was that the hood could never hope to conceal it anymore. Her hood was much like my pants as theyd continually grown tighter and tighter. The moment I thought I couldnt get more aroused — well, shed pip up, scream, and there it was,.